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"I told you everything about me, but you still concealed it from me, and you even tricked my daughter into lying to me."

"Do you really still think I'm your family?"

Cuitis looked at Clayton Bello with extremely disappointed eyes.

She had figured it all out. Clayton thought that this accusation hit the mark, but he refused to admit Tritis's last accusation.

He suppressed his appetite and put down his knife and fork: "I didn't want to hide it from you. I just thought that you are a devout believer. Your teachings don't like people like me. If you knew my identity, you might I can't help but feel sad when I think about getting angry and fearful and damaging the relationship between us."

"Do you think I will kill you?" Cuitisi asked coldly.

"I haven't thought about it this way, but I'm worried that you will take Donna and run away after knowing my identity. You are the only two relatives I have in this world."

Clayton would rather Cuitis hate him because of Uren's death than be ostracized because of his race. The former at least shows that she regards him as a similar person who can communicate with him.

"Am I afraid of you?" Tritis asked with a sneer, but Clayton had a good reason, so she slowly sat down.

"I can't say for sure."

Tritis stood up again.

"Say it again!"

"Actually, I know that we have fought before, but you haven't fought with me since I was sixteen. This is because you know that my strength has far surpassed yours, and you are not willing to lose. On my hands. If my temper were a little more grumpy, it would be normal for you to avoid me."

Clayton Bello talked eloquently about the rationality of his assumptions, and Tritis's face became increasingly gloomy.

Seeing the tense atmosphere between them, Donna suddenly recalled the dream about Clayton and Ullen. Clayton criticized Ulen for not being able to understand what others were saying, but in fact he himself was like that.

As soon as he opened his mouth, even his usually quiet and dignified mother became angry.

Until Cuitis's face was full of anger, Clayton also realized that if he continued to speak like this, someone might die at the dinner table today, so he immediately kept silent.

Cuitisi sat down again.

"I am a believer in the Holy Law Sect, and my rejection of dark descendants is not that strong." She explained, her voice a little tired.

Clayton shook his head: "Although I am not a believer, as far as I know, the only ones who do are the exoteric sects of the Holy Law Sect, and they are very hostile to the dark descendants."

"This is a wrong common sense. The Three-phase Only Society has been independent from the Holy Law Sect. It does not represent the Holy Law Sect. Our purpose is only to purify people's spirits so that they can listen to the teachings of the Father. Like those of the Three-phase Society It is unnecessary for us for the sect to interpret the holy scriptures according to its own understanding, because the Holy Law Sect is the orthodox church, we retain the original holy scriptures, and every throne is a sage of the Holy Law Sect. "

Cuitis held her forehead while facing the candlelight on the dining table. Clayton stretched out his hand to extinguish the flame. This move made her face soften slightly.

"But you just said you were going to fight the heretics," Clayton said.

"There is a difference between heretics and darkspawn. We can tolerate unbelievers and people like you, but heretics are unforgivable. They despise orthodoxy and use the name of God to do their own thing. If they are allowed to act, the reputation of the church will be ruined. ”

"So you're leaving Donna for this?"

The werewolf's words once again ignited the nun. She grabbed the knife and was about to get up, but her daughter quickly rushed over and tried her best to calm her emotions, so that the conflict did not start.

"You must have noticed something different about her, right?" Cuitis put her arm around Donna's shoulders, and the latter smiled coquettishly.

"She has been trying to hide it from me, but I am her mother after all. It is impossible for me not to know what my daughter is doing."

"A wizard was teaching her secretly. I stayed up all night and stayed by her side for several days, but could never find that person. Donna was also unable to reveal his identity to me because of the wizard's protective spell. And if Asking a powerful bishop for help to expel the wizard would definitely offend him, which might also hurt Donna, so I finally gave up the idea and allowed Donna to continue learning witchcraft with him. "

Clayton glanced at Donna.

His niece was obviously also worried that Tritis would reject these things because of her beliefs, so she didn't say anything to her.

Otherwise Tritis should have known the name Bracola.

"I originally only hoped that she could live well, even as a witch. But some very big changes have happened recently." Cuitis described carefully: "Next, the relationship between other sects and wizards may change. Worse, I must regain my identity as a clergyman before then. If Donna's identity is exposed in the future, I can at least protect her. "

She looked at her daughter worriedly.

Clayton frowned. He thought about the Dark Moon and the barrier between the fairyland and the real world. A large number of uncontrollable monsters may return to the sight of ordinary people, causing them to become obsessed with everything beyond their cognition. Generate fear.

"What happened?" he asked.

But Cuitisi's answer was not what he was worried about, but even more unexpected.

"The Knight King of Taunton decided to implement the Supremacy Act. He wanted to cut off the connection between the country and the throne, become the pope of a country, and control the interpretation of all beliefs and doctrines in the country. If the bill is successfully implemented, not only him, he Once your descendants become kings, they will automatically enjoy this power."

"In this way, Taunton will completely break away from the orthodox influence of the church and completely become a heretical country. Therefore, the church is actively intervening in this matter. The throne has publicly declared that this matter is a heretical act, and requests devout believers around the world to boycott it. The behavior of the King of Taunton. There may be hundreds of thousands of devout believers rushing to Taunton, and they will not only use peaceful means to defend the right path."

Clayton finally knew what the previous newspaper said about Taunton's religious issues, but there was one thing he still didn't understand.

"What does this have to do with us?" Clayton asked.

"Don't you have a map?" Cuitisi asked back: "Let's see where people from other countries pass first when they want to go to Taunton."

Clayton was stunned for a moment, and then he cursed loudly when he realized what he was doing.

Apart from the Kingdom of Dorne, only the Republic of Mirenti and the nomads on the grasslands bordered the Kingdom of Taunton. Most of the fanatic believers would probably go to Taunton via the road from Dorne.

And if the Kingdom of Taunton really implements the Supreme Law and expels those fanatic believers from the country, then they will only stay on the periphery of Taunton.

The Kingdom of Dorne is this "periphery".

Even ten thousand fanatics are scary enough.

Creighton could hardly imagine the impact they would have on the country.

"They will definitely ask Her Majesty the Queen to express her position." He forked a piece of meat worriedly: "There are many heretics and heretics around Your Majesty."

He once met Heron IV. That noble woman was often accompanied by some courtiers in robes. They could read the stars and do divination. In their words, they would always attribute some abnormal things to curses or some cosmic energy. Not tuned. It is worth mentioning that their card playing skills are also very good.

At the time, Clayton thought these people were just pretending, but now it seems they are real people.

So this is even worse.

"Yes." Cuitis said: "I originally thought I would just take care of Donna, but you can actually transform into a werewolf. An ordinary person turns into a werewolf. I don't know that such a thing exists in the world. Now it's just a nun. My identity is not enough to protect you, I must set a higher goal."

"I don't think you need to think about it like this. I can solve the troubles around me myself. Sasha City is still safe for the time being."

The werewolf chewed the meat and informed Tritis of the existence of the Council of Elders.

But Cuitis did not give up.

"She can't always stay in Sasha City. You've seen her temperament. Do you think she will be willing to stay here all her life? She doesn't even like to hide her power because she is proud of her identity as a wizard."

"But you can't always stay by her side to protect her." Clayton said calmly: "Neither can I. She has to grow up. The only people who can take care of her are her future husband and her own strength. ."

Donna listened awkwardly as they discussed herself. She tried to eat something and pretended not to care, but soon her appetite increased and she couldn't stop eating.

This bottle of red wine is also delicious. She can drink it all day long.

The two guardians briefly forgot about the decision to start the meal. They concentrated on the discussion. Cuitis nodded to Clayton: "Okay, you denied my proposal before. Now I want to know your marriage arrangements for her. ”

"I hope that she can marry a certain little nobleman. His father must have a certain degree of power and fame. This can protect her status on the surface. At least others cannot take the initiative to murder her. In terms of candidates, I know some absolute Reliable person.”

"Little noble?"

Donna didn't lose her ears because of eating and drinking. Clayton's proposal full of profit considerations angered her again.

It would be a shame for her to marry someone she doesn't like just to be safe. What's more, Clayton also added a "little" prefix in front of noble, as if she only deserves something weaker.

"How young is a little noble?" she asked sarcastically, not forgetting to drink some more wine.

"About five or six years younger than your current age."

Scarlet wine spurted out from the girl's nose and mouth, staining the white tablecloth red, as if someone had really been killed here.

Donna didn't bother to clean her face completely, wiped it randomly and asked loudly:

"Isn't that only ten years old?!"

She felt that her peers were childish and that being ten years old was simply an exaggeration.

Clayton looked at her seriously. Unfortunately, this was not a joke: "Just because you are young, it is easier to cultivate relationships. You can also exert influence on your husband and make him really like you."

He turned to look at Cuitis: "I met some friends from noble backgrounds when I was in the army. They are now rich and powerful, and I am also responsible for them."

"Perhaps after many years, some people have forgotten this, and some people think that giving me some money is enough to send me away. But there must still be three people who can still rely on me in life and death. I remember their names. They have all married and started a business. , have their own children, if I come to visit, they will definitely agree to marry our family, even if Donna is much older than their son."

"Mom!" Donna called to Cuitisse, hoping she could dissuade Clayton.

Cuitisse hesitated: "Your suggestion is good, but I've thought about it, let's wait until she finishes her studies before contacting them."

"We have to carefully choose her fiancé, and she has to be involved. As a mother, I don't want my daughter to marry someone she doesn't love."

"This is a matter of course." Clayton said seriously.